REHEARSALS HURTFUL  

In a sense

 He screamed hate in my face

Tasted his caper

Found myself there

With a handful of compliments

And big blue boots

Servant’s service

And she laughs at my price

Someday she'll see

I'll say something

In her rehearsals hurtful

Sulking

She seems so calm

Unarmed

But I see behind the scenes

© LittleJoga 5/5/00